Chapter 48: Chapter 48

"Let me go, Hmm..." Flora was tightly held in his embrace, her lips losing their freedom in that moment, while his hands had already reached her chest, sliding over her body.

To silence her screams, Maxwell kissed her lips, one hand encircling her body while the other attacked various parts of her body. It wasn't until she gradually softened under his teasing that he released her lips and began kissing her neck, her shoulders...

The two entangled bodies rolled in the water. Although Flora was aroused and overheated by his teasing, she didn't want to find relief in this way and started struggling again.

While struggling, she didn't forget to use her sharp nails to battle against Maxwell's back, leaving intricate and complex claw marks that were not easily recognizable, but indisputably etched onto his back!

The pain made Maxwell's handsome brows furrow slightly. He lifted her up and carried her out of the bathroom, throwing her onto the big bed, pressing his body tightly against hers. He warned in her ear, "If you don't calm down, I'll ensure you won't leave this bed for three days!"

Three days!? Flora instantly loosened her grip and dared not scratch anymore. But soon, her hands, now released, wrapped around Maxwell's waist again after his complete invasion. The difference from before was that this time, she held onto him tightly, embracing him tightly.

The surrender of her body made her feel ashamed and full of self-blame, hating her weak and defenseless body that couldn't hold on anymore, starting at an unknown time. She couldn't resist anymore, as long as Maxwell casually teased her, she would get excited and overheated. Gradually, she went from resisting him to eagerly accepting his penetration, reaching the paradise of pleasure together!

And her transformation, Maxwell naturally noticed it, a smirk of satisfaction playing at the corner of his mouth. He indulged in taking from her, giving to her. What he had been waiting for was her willingly submitting under him, and finally, he succeeded!

Aside from the days of injury, Flora woke up for the first time in Maxwell's bed, opened her eyes, and felt the strong aura belonging to Maxwell beside her. She quickly turned her head and found Maxwell sleeping soundly next to her.

The handsome face peacefully with closed eyes was more charming than ever at this moment, devoid of the usual aggression and icy aura, making one feel at ease. Unconsciously, Flora couldn't help but gaze at him with infatuation.

As she gazed at his sleeping face, her thoughts shamefully returned to yesterday, when she almost escaped... Unfortunately, she was chased back by the man before her. Thinking of this, the small infatuation in Flora's eyes turned into anger, even starting to curse herself for inexplicably being infatuated with someone like him!

She hated him, and had always hated him, hating him to the point of ruining her.

Not wanting to spend another moment by his side, she quickly got up, changed her clothes, carefully resisted the urge to kick him, and gingerly opened the door, slipping towards the hallway. She absolutely couldn't let anyone see her coming out of Maxwell's room, to avoid any further trouble.

Unfortunately, she was naturally unlucky, as she happened to open the door at the same time Mrs. Smith was preparing to go downstairs. The two women looked at each other, both freezing in place.

Mrs. Smith looked at her in surprise and angrily asked, "Why haven't you left?"

"I... " Flora opened her mouth but was intimidated by Mrs. Smith's demeanor, rendering her unable to speak.

"Come here!" Mrs. Smith commanded, turning and walking towards the bedroom.

Flora could tell that she was very angry but obediently followed.

Seeing her exiting Maxwell's room so early in the morning, it would be strange if Mrs. Smith wasn't mad.

After returning to the bedroom, Mrs. Smith immediately scolded, "What is going on? Didn't we agree that you would leave the Smith Family mansion immediately?"

Flora lowered her head and truthfully replied, "Last night, I was almost able to escape. Unfortunately, I ran into the Big Young Master on the way and he caught me." Flora lifted her head and stared at Mrs. Smith, her voice pleading, "Madam, I dream of leaving the Smith Family mansion. Please, talk to the Big Young Master and let me go."

Mrs. Smith eyed her and sneered, "I don't think that's the case at all. If you really wanted to leave, why do you keep going into Maxwell's room? Flora, do you know how despicable you are?!"

Flora's face flushed with heat. Despicable? Who forced her to be so despicable?! Did they think she was willing?

Feeling ashamed and cold, she retorted, not wanting to show weakness, "Mrs. Smith, please understand. Maxwell brought me here against my will. He forcibly took me to his room. Madam, I hope you can talk to him and let me leave this cursed place!"

Mrs. Smith knew she didn't have the power to do that. Maxwell was a very determined person who usually didn't change his ways easily. Staring at Flora, she commanded, "I warn you, it's better if you don't go into Maxwell's room anymore. Stay away from him."

"I will do my best," Flora spoke without hesitation.

Did they think she wanted to go into his room? God knows how much she hated the feeling of being forcefully subdued by that man. It was a feeling she dreamed of escaping from!

"Get out!" Mrs. Smith coldly yelled.

Flora turned and walked out, returning downstairs to work.

When it was time for breakfast, Maxwell came downstairs in high spirits. Flora looked at his cheerful appearance and his tall, alluring figure. It reminded her of the scene from last night when they had been intimate together. Her face unconsciously started to blush, and she lowered her head, no longer looking at him.

In the past, she often had sex with him, but she had never felt embarrassed. All she felt was deep anger and hatred. However, she didn't know when it had started, but there was now a sense of shame added to the mix.